The closer they got to the lowest level, the sicker she got. When the doors swished open on the black and red hallway, she stepped back and shook her head. "I can't do this."

"He's not going to kill you. He needs you alive and healthy to control Jorick."

"Oh thanks. That's comforting."

"Best I got." He grabbed her arm and pulled her after him. "Come on. Don't want to keep him waiting."

"Why do you put up with this? He treats you guys like you're his ...